460. C. M. Cowper. Walking with God. 1 O, for a closer walk with God! A calm and heavenly frame! A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb! 2 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But now I find an aching void The world can never fill. 3 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 4 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee.
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